Three days later, in front of the Mercenary Guild in Mochizuki City, the seven members of the Demon Night Mercenary Group gathered here.

"Jiujiu, we're going back to the imperial capital." Nangong Mo Ze looked at Jiujiu on the threshold with complicated eyes, and said plainly.

Yun Feiyang stared at Jiujiu reluctantly, he has been more timid towards women since he was a child, only Jiujiu, he can naturally approach, but now he has to be temporarily separated.

"In such a hurry?" Jiujiu frowned and asked puzzled.

There was not the slightest wave on Zi Lengjing's face, but a faint reluctance flashed in the depths of his eyes: "In two years, it will be the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Competition, and our own old man is urging him to go back." ”

Zhuge Chen and the others also nodded in agreement.

Hearing the words "martial arts competition", Jiujiu's indifferent black eyes quickly crossed the killing intent, and the killing intent at a glance did not let anyone notice.

"Two years later, our imperial capital will reunite." Nangong Mo Ze knew about the dispute between Jiujiu and the Leng family, and Yan Sù's face was difficult to show on his gentle face.

Jiujiu nodded silently, and a cute smile like jasmine bloomed, breaking the atmosphere of Yan Sù at this time: "I'll see you in two years, why are you frowning all of them, I will also participate in the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Conference." ”

Yun Feiyang's eyes were peachy by Jiujiu's smile, and he laughed stupidly: "I will work hard to cultivate in the past two years, Jiujiu is my sister, let me protect you in the future." ”

Everyone looked at Yun Feiyang in horror, sister? Although Jiujiu looks like a little Lori, it's not wrong, but from other aspects, are you sure she's a sister?! Not a sister?!

Jiujiu helplessly supported his forehead, flying, don't be naughty!

"Then we're going." Nangong Moze said goodbye to Jiujiu gently.

A group of six people got into the carriage one after another.

"Little Jiujiu, take care!" Zhuge Chen waved his hand towards Jiujiu with an incomparably sunny and funny face.

"Tick Tick ......" Ninety-Nine watched their carriage go away until they couldn't see the shadow, and then entered the inner courtyard of the Mercenary Guild.

As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw Leng Xiao standing under the dense locust tree with his hands in his hands, and the bright sunlight sprinkled on his cyan brocade robe, which had a hazy taste.

"Uncle, I'm back." Jiujiu smiled, quite coquettish.

Leng Xiao turned around and gestured towards Jiujiu, his voice with a hint of affection: "Back?" Are there any injuries? ”

Jiujiu shook his head with a smile, stepped forward, and hugged Leng Xiao's arm like a koala, revealing a rare little girl posture.

"Your Jiu'er is so powerful, how can you get hurt?!" The tone was coquettish like never before.

Leng Xiao smiled and touched Jiujiu's little head: "Nothing to gain?" ”

Jiujiu deliberately pursed his lips, but his eyes were full of smiles: "Where is there any gain, it is already very difficult to come back unscathed." ”

Leng Xiao laughed heartily twice: "Yes, yes, my Jiu'er is the best!" Go and rest. ”

Jiujiu's eyes slipped a gloom, not because she didn't want to sue Leng Xiao about the demon knife, but if Leng Xiao knew, he would also be in danger.

Demon knife, as long as it is a human being, she will want to take it for herself, of course she believes in Leng Xiao, but she doesn't believe in other humans, she doesn't want to push her only relative into the fire pit with her own hands.

"What's wrong?" Feeling that Jiujiu's feelings were a little low, Leng Xiao asked softly worriedly.

Could it be that this girl is actually injured, so she kept silent in order not to worry him?!